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told him not to. SHE IS NOT THE BOSS OF HIM!
zoegirl:
yuck, yuck, yuck. why didn’t he just call anyway?
SnowAngel:
cuz he’s nice. cuz he was trying to do the right thing, and he probably thought it *wld* bum me out. which it wld have, but it still wld have been better than nothing.
SnowAngel:
ANYWAY, i told him to call me when he got home. it better be soon!
    Tues, Sept 21, 5:34 PM E.D.T .
mad maddie:
zo-ster!
zoegirl:
madster!
mad maddie:
i just got home from some excellent driving practice with good ol’ moms and found a long-ass voicemail from angela, only now she’s not answering her phone. what’s up with that?
zoegirl:
she went shopping with chrissy. i guess her mom didn’t consider that part of being grounded?
zoegirl:
but her phone’s probably buried in her purse or something.
mad maddie:
is she still being a pouty-pants about rob?
zoegirl:
pretty much. she saw him talking to tonnie in the hall today.
mad maddie:
ooo—talking in the hall. tsk, tsk.
zoegirl:
i know. she’s kind of overreacting.
mad maddie:
she’s moved straight from her starry-eyed phase into her wounded-lover stage. which is good, if for no other reason than she’s at least cut back with the devirginization business.
zoegirl:
there is that
mad maddie:
did she tell u what happened in math?
zoegirl:
does it have to do with devirginization?
mad maddie:
no, it has to do with her being all mopey cuz she’s NOT gonna be devirginized.
mad maddie:
and before i explain, u’ve got to understand that usually in math class angela IS THE BIGGEST CHATTERBOX EVER.
zoegirl:
no!
mad maddie:
yes! mr. miklos is CONSTANTLY trying to make her shut up. well, today, mr. miklos said to the whole class, “what test do u want on friday, a 1, 2, or 3?”
zoegirl:
huh?
mad maddie:
oh yeah, ur in smart math so u dunno about this.
mad maddie:
in dumb math, whenever we have a test, it can either be a series 1, 2, or 3, with 3 being the hardest. not that a 3 would be hard for U, but for us dummies, it can be quite traumatic.
zoegirl:
maddie? shut up and finish the story.
mad maddie:
so mr. miklos asked that about the test, and whenno one answered, he said, “in that case, shld i choose, or shld we play a game of chance?”
mad maddie:
we certainly didn’t want the devil choosing, so we took the game of chance. he put three marbles in a bag and said that if he pulled out a red marble, we’d have a 1, if he pulled out a blue one, we’d have a 2, and if he pulled out a white one, we’d have a 3.
mad maddie:
first he pulled out a blue one, and we all yelled, “no fair! rigged! rigged!”
zoegirl:
you have a strange math class.
mad maddie:
so he tried again and pulled out a white one, which meant the HARDEST test, and this time everyone said, “cheater pants! do-over, do-over!”
mad maddie:
he was half frustrated but half having fun, so i offered a brilliant solution. i said, “hey, mr. miklos, how about if angela doesn’t say a word for the entire class. THEN will u give us a series 1?”
zoegirl:
did he go for it?
mad maddie:
HA! mr. miklos thought there was no way angela could do it, but angela sat there glum and depressed for the WHOLE CLASS! it was awesome!
zoegirl:
did angela think it was awesome?
mad maddie:
i teased her about it afterward, and she got all grunty and spouted off.
mad maddie:
but, hey—if she’s going to be depressed, we might as well get something good out of it.
zoegirl:
like i said: a verrrrry strange math class.
zoegirl:
so how’d the driving go? all set for your license?
mad maddie:
don’t u know it. today i drove on northside parkway for the very first time. there were SO MANY CARS BEHIND ME, and i was like, “ahhh! pressure!”
mad maddie:
the moms screamed, “slow down! slow down!” and her foot kept pumping away at her own pretend brake on her side of the car. it didn’t work, tho. her pretend